"Thud—"
A dull sound came from a distance, and the man's footsteps also stopped.
Archer asked, "That person?"
Hannah explained, "There's a large garbage landfill over there." So that man must have fallen into a pit.
After saying that, she squatted on the ground and studied the piece of steel pipe with great interest, as if watching ants move house.
Archer came over, wanting to pull her up.
But Hannah suddenly stood up, still holding the steel pipe in her hand, and spoke happily, "Archer, how about this pipe for you as a weapon?"
People in the refugee area even struggled to find enough to eat, let alone have extra food to trade for real weapons.
So simple weapons like steel pipes, wooden sticks, and bricks were something everyone always kept on hand.
"For me?" Archer was a bit slow to react.
Hannah nodded, then reached out to hand it over but pulled back.
"Never mind, steel pipes are dangerous, children shouldn't touch them."
The young girl spoke seriously.
